Heartbreaker ~ Larry Stylinson {English}

2. I could teach you.

~ Pov Louis ~ 

After school I put my books in my locker. Students run through the hall after the bell rings because they all want to get out of this place and I don't blame them. Liam and Niall appear next to me. "Do you want to play soccer with us?," Niall asks. I shake my head. "No, sorry." Liam teasingly raises his eyebrows. "Oh, so now you're gay you won't play soccer anymore? You're letting us down..."

I shake my head laughing. "No. I really want to go, but I can't. Harry's parents are coming over for dinner." "Again?," Niall asks and I nod.

"And as much as I hate the dinners I really need to go. See you tomorrow?" They give me a quick hug. "Good luck because you will need it!," they laugh. I give them a small smile before walking out of school.

And as I walk past the parking lot a boy follows me around. Harry, of course. I sigh. "Harry, what do you want from me?" "I thought that was clear after what I said in class." I give me him a look. "I just want to ask you if you want a ride home?" I stop walking and laugh ironically. "Me? In the same car with you? Are you crazy?" He stares at me. "No? I mean, we both have to be at the same address. So why not go together? And we are way faster by car." "That's not the problem." "Then what is?" "You would just kidnap me and hide me in a basement. We both know you don't like me." He stares again. "And for the record, I don't like you either." "Okay and now that is said and done, can we go? Because it's going to rain and I'm cold." I bite my lip and think for a minute. It's one ride, right? "Okay. But I still don't like you."

He walks in front of me, leading me to his spot in the parking lot. When he reaches his car he opens the door for me. I frown and get in without asking any questions. He gets in next to me and starts to drive out of the school, onto the road. "So," he says. I keep my eyes on the pavement. "Why didn't you tell me you're gay?" "What?" "It's a simple question. Why didn't you tell me?" I roll with my eyes. "Why are you suddenly interested?" "It's not sudden. We're friends. You should've told me." I laugh ironically. "We're not friends. Not anymore." "Well, we could be." I feel his eyes on me. I clear my throat. "You should look at the road."

His eyes turn back. Its quiet for a few minutes until I decide to answer his question. "I didn't tell you because I figured you wouldn't care. We haven't talked this much to each other since elementary school. And I kind of thought you already knew." "Why did you think that?" I shrug. "Because we were best friends for like almost ten years. Kind of hoped you would know me by then. But on the other hand, you turned into someone I wouldn't have guessed." "I think we all have our secrets then." "Yeah, guess you could say that."

Harry parks the car in front of my house. "We're here." Before he can open the door for me, I open it myself and get out. He locks his car while walking behind me. I quickly open the front door of my house. "Mom! I'm home!," I call when we enter. With a smile she appears in front of us. She immediately looks at Harry, surprised to see him. "Hi Harry. I didn't know you were coming with Louis." Me neither.

I give my mom a quick kiss on the cheek before I walk towards the stairs. "I'm going upstairs," I mumble, hoping Harry won't follow me. "Take Harry with you, Louis. It's been ages since I've seen you two talking." Yeah, and there's a reason why. I fake a smile and go upstairs with Harry following me.

I open the door of my room and drop my schoolbag on the ground. I sit on my chair and watch Harry look around. It's been years since he's been here. "So there aren't posters of naked boys," he concludes. "What did you expect? That my room would be pink with pictures of boybands all over the walls?" He shrugs. "Yes. But clearly I'm wrong."

For a moment I turn around. Maybe one minute. And I regret it immediately when I hear him laughing. I turn to look at him and see him with a bottle. Oh no. I feel my cheeks turn red when I stand up to walk towards him. "Is that what I think it is? Do you have- Oh my god!" I try to steal it from him but he is taller than me so I can't reach it when he holds it above his head. "Louis," he says as he shakes his head. He sighs with a stupid grin. "Do I have lube in my hands right now? Do you have fucking lube in your wardrobe?"

I bite my lip. "It's not mine! I mean, I didn't buy it. My mom gave it to me." He looks at me amusingly. "Seriously? She did that? My mother already freaks out when she finds a condom in my room." It's true... Believe me, I once was there when that happened.

Harry looks between the lube and me, biting his lip. I feel uncomfortable. "Did you use it?," he asks as he takes a step closer. I take one back, creating some space between us. I shake my head. "N-No." He licks his lips and stands even closer. Too close...

"Do you want to use it?" I look at him strangely. What is his intension? I take one step back and I feel the wall. I can't go anywhere now. He's closing me in. I need room to breathe. "Do you want to use it? Do you want someone to touch you, using this?" I close my eyes for a second, swallowing. His voice is husky and tickles my skin. "Do you want to feel someone inside of you, all lubed in with this? Sending you over the edge..." I shiver.

Harry pulls back. Finally some room to breathe. "I can make that all happen." I frown. "How?" "I could teach you..."

I look at him with wide eyes. He didn't say that, I must've heard it wrong. "W-What?," I ask stuttering. He comes closer. "You heard me..." I can't move. I'm standing with my back to the wall. "Don't you want to know how it feels like to be touched by a boy?" I bite my lip. "How it feels to be kissed," he whispers against my skin. He stands so close I can feel his breathing in my neck. I shake my head. "You like girls. You're straight. Why would you want to have- with me?" He shrugs. "Trying something new."

He brings his lips closer to mine. "But we can't stand each other!," I yell at him when he closed his eyes. He bites his lip piercing and stares into my eyes. "This feels wrong. It's wrong!" He grins. "Louis, we're older now. I don't care about our past, I don't care about what's wrong or right and I certainly do not care about you. But I won't do anything you don't want. So it's up to you. Take it or leave it..."

"I don't want it." "Then why are you still staring at my lips?" I look back into his eyes. "I wasn't." He grins. "Maybe I could give you an example of what you would be missin..." I feel my eyes being pulled towards his lips. It's just one kiss, right?

Before I can say something else he kisses me. I want to scream. I want to hit him. I want to push him away. But I don't. Instead of pulling away I kiss him back. Just out of curiosity. His lips are soft and move slow against mine. His hands are on my hips and I feel my skin burning like hell. And I guess that's the place where I go to if I take this any further. He pushes his body against mine and I gasp when he bites my bottom lip softly.

He pulls away. My eyes stay closed. I don't want to face the fact that I just kissed Harry. And if I open them I will see him and it will all be real and I don't want it to be real. So my eyes stay closed.

"Boys!," my mom yells at us from the living room. "Dinner is ready!" I feel Harry looking at me. "Are you going to open your eyes or do I need to guide you downstairs like a blind man?" I shake my head. "No. Just go already. I need a few seconds for myself." I feel his body removing from mine and hear his footsteps on the wood. And my eyes stay closed until I hear the door of my room shut. What did I do?

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Chapter 2 is here! Again, I make mistakes but you can always correct me on them and I will take care of it!

I hope you liked it and please stay safe <3